At just six o'clock, the sun had been down now for over three hours and it would be another sixteen hours until the bitter and long December darkess would lift once again. The day started out with bone-chilling single-digits. Yet it was a bright sunny day for the short four hours we experienced it. That's a fairly typical winter day here in Wasilla, where sunny means bitter cold. But the clouds were rolling in, the temper...

Shanna woke up. Delirious, she looked around and noticed lights, monitors, and other medical equipment that filled the intensive care unit where she lay. Then she saw Kyle's face. He held her hand, faithfully keeping vigil by her side as she recovered. He took her hand and raised it to his mouth, giving her a kiss. "Hi Shanna," he said. Shanna was confused, having no memory of the events that led her to his place. All she...

It was an all-too-familiar scene. I met with a handsome guy for a drink and some conversation Yes, you've read that story before. And you know how it ended. Twice, in fact. First with Kyle, and then with Matt.The flavor of this week was Sean. He had responded to a personal ad in which I clearly stated that I was a T-girl. So he knew when he sat down with me that I was not like other girls. Sean was a confirmed tranny-chas...

After driving all night, I was now somewhere in the middle of West Virginia. Daddy called frequently, but I did not take his calls. I was determined to start a new life for myself in New York City, away from conservative redneck Tennessee. My phone rang once again, but this time, it was my friend Monica."Girl," Monica said. "Where have you been? I've been trying to reach you all morning?""I'm somewhere in West Virginia ri...

It was a hot July afternoon in that summer of 1987. I was seventeen years old, and hanging out in rural Tennessee with my best friend, Ryan Conner. My parents thought he was a bad influence on me. He had been suspended from school numerous times for fighting. His dad was a drunk and because of that, he spent most of his time away from home, usually getting in trouble.On that particular day, he had brought a friend with hi...

It was Christmas Eve, a Friday. I had just got paid and hadn't even started my Christmas shopping. I'm bad about that. I have a large family, dozens of nieces and nephews, and lots of friends to buy gifts for. Unfortunately, I had about two hours to shop before all the stores closed for the holiday.I waited in line at the bank to cash my paycheck so that I could go shopping. After about 30 minutes, I finally stepped up to...

In my last year of high school, I was athletic. I went out for football, basketball, track, you name it. I loved the locker rooms. I loved staring at other boys' cocks when they changed into their uniforms or when they showered. Sometimes, I would have my way with them. I was never called by gay slurs- with one exception. One unlucky punk decided to try calling me that. He got his ass kicked...and then some.      It happe...

It could be said that I have a very bizarre family. To anyone on the outside, we were about as dysfunctional as they come. Grandma Beth was an alcoholic and nymphomaniac who went so far as to sleep with men she met at a bar before bringing them home to sleep with my mother. That's how Mom met both of the men who claim me as their daughter: Jack and Paul. But on the inside, we were a very normal, loving dysfunctional famil...

I was so angry with Daddy that I could spit nails."So, you mean to tell me that not only have we been fucking for over a year now but Mom and Shane also have been fucking and you knew about it!" I yelled.Daddy sat on his bed naked, his head held low."That's right, Baby Girl," he responded."And, not only did you know Mom and Shane were fucking, you knew they were fucking during the whole time I was trying to get you to fuc...

Story note: This is the second part of the re-telling of "Daddy's Man-Cave" from the father's perspective. **************** I had become resigned to the fact that at some point, no matter how hard I tried to throw down the boundaries, the sexual attraction between me and Monica was so strong that we were inevitably going to end up doing the deed. But then what? Could I go back to being "Daddy" after I had violated the sac...

It was Christmas Eve, 2010, a Friday night. I had decided to throw a party for my nearest and dearest friends. A lonely guy like me doesn't have the chance to celebrate the holidays with family. My ex-wife, Cathy, took off when I was in prison, taking our youngest daughter, Monica, with her. I didn't see my older daughter Amy and two sons, Damian and Shane very often. They lived with their grandmother. And to tell you the...

My name is Monica. I want to tell you an amazing story about an amazing man. His name is Paul. At least that's what everyone else calls him. I simply call him Daddy.For the first eight years of my life, I didn't even know he existed. My incubation unit left Daddy when I was a toddler and took me all over the country. We went on a trip to Las Vegas when I was eight. She left me alone in hotel rooms while she had fun with s...